I take pride in my “I don’t care, I do/say what I want” ways. I take it very seriously and live by it.
Except today, I hurt someone with it. It wasn’t crazy bad. But I hurt someone. That was not cool. And I’m not okay with it.
I always knew it’s not the absolute, that it’s not the way or only way to go. But sometimes it takes a fall to know how much it costs.
I apologized to the person and in the end we were good. He had enough grace and goodness to let it go. I am grateful.
But it killed me, the look that came over his face. The way our conversation turned after.
I’m learning. So very painfully and slowly.